Delphine pov
As soon as we arrived home, Japhet parked the car, and we immediately noticed Jeffrey's car in the driveway. He was back. Japhet didn’t say a word as he walked into the house, heading straight upstairs. His silence spoke volumes, and I could sense the tension between the brothers.
I was about to follow Japhet when Jeffrey’s hand grabbed mine. I flinched and swung my hand away from his, glaring at him.
"Can I have a minute with you?" he asked, his voice calm but insistent.
I hesitated, my instincts warning me against it, but I nodded reluctantly. He led me to the library, the room quiet and dimly lit.
“I know you’re angry because I didn’t tell you before I left,” Jeffrey started, his tone apologetic.
“It’s fine,” I replied curtly, brushing off his words. Honestly, his lea
